From Drowned Bride To Shining Starlight

My fiancé plunged our SUV into an icy river during a blizzard. He had a choice: save me, or save his childhood sweetheart, Kianna.

He didn't hesitate. He left me to drown.

This wasn't the first time. In my last life, he' d "saved" me after Kianna drowned, only to trap me in a loveless marriage. He blamed me for her death, his silent accusations a constant torment. My own parents didn't care, forcing the wedding to secure a corporate merger. I was nothing more than a pawn.

He married me not for love, but as penance, making me his living scapegoat for the woman he truly lost.